Alastor was tentatively gripping his mic staff, his mouth forming a shaky frown as he anxiously paced the hotel lobby. He was always a nervous demon, and he couldn’t help that… but, he wasn’t sure how to handle this situation. He didn’t like being alone at these late hours, he wanted company.

“O-oh, wh-why do they always leave me on my own…? I-I’m not that bad to be around, am I…” Alastor murmured, his ears seeming eternally downcast as he sniffled. Did he annoy them that much…?